Effie was glad the midday dishes were done. She was free to walk to Kate’s house and spend time doing nothing but engaging in idle talk about what was going on around the ridge. Sometimes it was exciting to pass on a bit of gossip that may or may not be true. Whatever she [...]
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           THE DAY OF THE BLACK WATER
                       By Byron Walters
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    For thirty years Jess Centers has made this journey to the river to fish and always in the month of April.  Once he had a mule to carry him to the river and his favorite fishing hole, he named the blue hole. And as with [...]
The wind blows warm and soft across the Appalachian Mountains as I look down at my own grave. Lonely and forgotten. Abandoned really, except for the presence of others like myself, holding on to the past, afraid of the future, and pessimistic about the present. The graves within this graveyard are long forgotten. The weeds [...]
Rest of the Story ...Summer has drawn to a close and the morning air in the hills is crisp. As soon as I finished feeding the chickens I was able to sneak away. The only thing better then a Saturday is one when you can get away from your three brothers and spend the day with your imagination and [...]
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